Come on get higher, loosen my lips
Faith and desire in the swing of your hips
Just pull me down hard
And drown me in love…
She is amazing. Every day I spend with her makes me fall harder and harder for her. Every little thing I learn about her as the days pass makes me respect and love her more. I feel so safe and warm whenever I am with her, and I feel absolutely happy and content in all our time together – regardless of what we’re doing.
At this point, I’ve let go of all bungee lines and torn apart all safety nets, and I am happier than ever. Just holding her hand makes me feel like the happiest woman alive. Sitting in the car with her, holding hands even while she dozes off as I drive is the best feeling in the world. I don’t think she knows it, but as we talk in the car, butterflies are rushing up and down my body, and my heart feels weak and proud because I know that she’s mine. I don’t think she knows, but when we are together, sometimes I feel so much love for her that it’s hard to contain it.
I remember holding her in my arms as we woke up this morning. I remembered that it was the morning of the one month mark of when we decided to become exclusive. I remember kissing her, pulling her close, seeing her smile and kiss me, and feeling overwhelmed with a hurricane of dizzying emotions. We lay there, snuggled close, and she reached up to stretch, smiling happily. She was the cutest thing in the world.
One of my favorite memories: Cuddling in bed, with her arms around me, holding me close. Listening to “The Nearness of You” by Norah Jones…feeling every word. Feeling her squeeze and kiss me gently at the end of the song. Feeling safe, feeling warm…smiling…falling asleep.
It’s probably too soon to feel this way.
All I know is that I can’t wait for the day when I’ll tell her that I’m falling for her….
(…that I love her?)
